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In the room was falling the night,

and was my mother,

wondering why?

Why the sky has to disappear,

nothing like yestserday, hear.




And look so beautiful at the same time?

whay here is as no longer existed ...

because she can not see it?

enymore?



There's nothing else,

that could bad like that,

nothing is worse,

than living this together.



What mystery has closed,

your eyes to the light?

all night,


yes, she used to shine.




shine like the sun,

make me feel bright,

whay the sky seems so far now,

i just want to know,

if she'll shine again, again...



And you tell me:


Love will not come how,

in your dreams,

love is not ususally,

how usually believe,

you showing, but he not here.



We don't have to be,

fighting now, thinking now.

I don't want hear again,

that everything is lost,

because the sun still shines,

as before.


So wake up, wake up pliss.




But I tray to think,

this love is not all in me,

but he took my feeling,

like a new gifbox bright,

and destroyer me, again.



He took my first love,

and I tray to Believe,

in good things.
 
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In the room was falling the night,


and was my mother,


wondering why?


Why the sky has to disappear,


nothing like yestserday, hear,


And look so beautiful at the same time?




Why here is as no longer existed ...

because she can not see it?

enymore?

There's nothing else,

that could bad like that,

nothing is worse,

than living this together.



What mystery has closed,


your eyes to the light?

all night,


yes, she used to shine,


shine like the sun,

make me feel bright.





The sky seems so far now,

i just want to know,

if she'll shine again, again...




And you Tell me:


Love will not come how,

in your dreams,

love is not ususally,

how usually believe,

you showing, but he not here,

we don't have to be,

fighting now, thinking now.



I don't want hear again,

that everything is lost,

because the sun still shines,

as before,

so wake up, wake up pliss.




But I tray to think,

this love is not all in me,

but he took my feeling,

like a new gifbox bright,

and destroyer me, again,



He took my first love,

and I tray to Believe,

in good things.



(*)Like a old Woman:


She is like an educated,

and old woman,

who knows my heart,

and understands my words,

taking care of children,

like no one else,

she defens my heart,

even if it is the last thing,

she has yo say.




Because she knows everything

about me,

with one Word she protect me,

I think I can still see,

when she was a little,

and took care of sisters,

even in the rooms full of loneliness.




But, I know the pink pastel colors and roses,

showed him the way,

I know that angels come down,

to take care of here,

took care of their dreams,

and their destiny.



And now you should know,

you are almost everything,

I learned to grow,

you are almost everything,

I have learned,

to not be fall, sometimes,

you are almost everything,

I have tended to understand,

part of that world,

you are almost everything,

I have followed to grow.*""


And it's okay,

sometimes time doesn't,

give us everything we dream of,

but you discovered in yourself,

only the best of you,

but you discovered in you,

how to be happy really happy,

you're.

Q

and if you're not already,

I want you to know that,

nothing made me happier,

than our conversations together,

I'm sure, we helped the world,

a little together.* Ayudamos al mundo a ser mejor
('18)
Here comes a time
when we hear a certain call
when the world
must stand
together as one.
 

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